Kavos (Chapter 2)

Jase's face went back up to the hole in the door. As he did so, perhaps sensing my sudden uncertainly, he gently eased my head down onto his cock.

In spite of its smell, it tasted pretty bland. The head was a little wet from his precum and tasted, if anything, salty, but the stem tasted of nothing. I realised the thick smell from him came from his balls and his pubic bush: their smell from spending a day inside his briefs.

I started sucking him as he had done me, and he stroked my hair in encouragement.

Then I heard Willows say, "Jesus, Paul. You're gonna have to get more johnnies. I need to fuck you, mate. You're taking too long."

There was a slurp and a fart as Paul, panting, withdrew.

Then a tear as the last packet was opened and Willows commanding "Bend over."

More grunts and gasps as Paul was re-entered. Paul calling out, "No... no... it fuckin' hurts..."

Another slurp as Willows pulled out.

The bubbling squirt from a tube being squeezed; the gentle wet rubbing of lube into Paul's arse.

Willows saying: "Do you think that'll be enough?"

Paul grunting his assent.

More moaning and sighing, but this time Willows being allowed to continue. A fairly rapid, rhythmic fucking noise starting up.

Paul saying, "Ah... yeah... that's pretty good this time..."

I pulled my head away from Jase's cock and looked up at him. He looked a little offended, like it wasn't yet the end of his turn to receive.

I surprised myself by whispering, "D'you want to try what they're doing?"

He nodded quickly and eagerly, almost automatically. Then he smiled.

I stood up and pulled off my boxer shorts. He did the same with his shorts and briefs.

Then I went over to my rucksack and pulled out a couple of packs of condoms. Unlike Paul, who'd had bad experiences with girls being too dry, I didn't pack lube. But a squirt of my hair-gel seemed like a good substitute.

As I smeared it around my arse, I looked over at Jase. He looked a little bewildered but his cock was still stiff in his hand.

I smiled and threw him a condom, saying, "Your turn first, if you like..."

He unwrapped the condom and rolled it down his stem. "Yeah... whatever..."

Then I got onto the bed and knelt over on it on all fours. The metal bed-frame squeaked but the sound didn't seem to disturb the grunting and panting sounds coming from the bathroom.

Jase climbed on it behind me.

To my surprise I felt his fingers probing around my arsehole. (If it had been my turn first, I'd have just shoved my cock between his cheeks and hoped for the best) He pushed one inside me and gasped, "Fuckin' 'ell, mate... you're a bit tight down there. I don't know if I'll get it in..."

"Those two are managing it." The noises from the bathroom were becoming louder as Willows enjoyed Paul's arse to the full.

"Yeah, I suppose..."

He lined his cock up against my hole and pushed.

I felt my ring being forced open by him and it hurt like his cock was made of red hot metal.

I gasped, "Jesus..."

He said, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No... keep going..."

He pushed a little further in and the pain subsided.

I could feel the end of his cock filling the inside of my arse. It was thick and hot and I swear I could feel it pulsating gently, clamped in the grip of my rectum.

I said, "Jesus, I'm actually being fucked..."

He grunted, "Uh?"

I smiled, knowing he couldn't see me. "Sorry... I was kind of stating the obvious. It's just that... I dunno... I guess you'll find out how it feels when I do it you..."

"Is it good?"

I let out a long exhale of breath. "I dunno yet... I'll let you know when you get started..."

He pushed in a little further, holding onto my hips, and then reached round me and grabbed my cock. I was half-limp from the initial shock of his intrusion.

He said, "I kind of like the fact you're a guy... I mean, I've buttfucked girls, but it turns me on a bit that you're a guy..."

"Your gay side?"

"No I don't think so... I love women and wouldn't be without one... it's just that it's different and so I guess that makes it interesting..."

My cock lengthened in his hand as he drove the last few inches of himself into me.

He added, "I guess it's like you said... you'll know what I mean when you fuck me... but shoving your cock into another guy is totally... well... different..."

He started gently fucking me, the two of us slowly rocking back and forth in time with the light bucking of his hips.

I smiled. "That's actually quite nice."

His hand was still on my cock, now almost fully stiff. "Yeah... I kind of realised that..."

He started masturbating me as he gently fucked me. The bed occasionally groaned but his motions were too controlled for it to make any serious noise.

We heard Willows say, "Fuckin' get more johnnies, mate... two more packs..."

Paul: "We'll just suck... it'll be okay..."

"No, I wanna fuck. Come on, mate... it's been a fuckin' week without any action. Don't bottle on me..."

Paul muttered his reluctant acquiescence. 

Then the bathroom light clicked off and the door slid open.

By now it was fairly light and Paul saw us immediately.

He said, "Jesus!"

I felt Jase grin but he didn't miss a beat, neither inside my arse nor on my cock.

I turned from looking at the pillow in front of me to looking at Paul. He was wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

Jase said, "What's good for the fuckin' goose..."

A grin slowly spread over Paul's face.

He repeated, "Jesus!"

Willows emerged from the bathroom, already smiling and with his huge cock standing upwards from his body like an extra limb.

He laughed, "You 'orny little fuckers! You dirty little bum-boys!"

Jase and I laughed back.

Paul asked, "How long have you been at it?"

Jase said, "Not as long as you two, but we're fast learners, aren't we Daz?"

I smiled and reared upwards from the bed, falling backwards into Jase's chest. My cock arched upwards in front of me, proudly announcing my own excitement, still being worked by Jase's fingers.

I liked the feeling of being fucked in front of Paul and Jase. Maybe it was because I felt I was paying them back for having watched them fucking; maybe it was just that I like being an exhibitionist.

Willows laughed, "I tell you what would be really fuckin' cool... two of us fucking the other two, standing up, side-by-side..."

We all went quiet, the only sound being the gentle squeak of our bed-frame as Jase continued fucking me.

Paul laughed and said, incredulously, "Ah... why?"

Willows was insistent. "I don't fuckin' know... it would just be really cool... believe me!" He walked over to us and pulled Jase away from me. "Come on, lads. Stand up. Side-by-side..."

Jase's cock slid out of me and my arse slurped and farted like Paul's had done.

He complained, "Aw, come on, Willows. I was really enjoyin' that..."

Willows waved him quiet. "This'll be much better... come on, Paul, mate. Get the fuckin' johnnies."

And so that's how the four of us started.

We didn't finish until about eleven o'clock in the morning. Even then, we'd have probably kept going but the coach to take us to the airport was due at half past.

The side-by-side idea worked pretty well. I fucked Jase and Paul fucked Willows, the two of us standing next to each other as our partner's bent over Paul's bed.